WHITE TRASH :: Un caleidoscopio en el ojo de un ciego
5/29/2008
apocalyptic oxymorons: sweet bile of a shining gloom
The night is an upheaval one burns with tears.
A headful of holes through which buzzing dopey flies come in.
All absurdly charming memories, I pity
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